Chapter 50: Flowing Water
"Well, is the soup ready?"
A root scurried out of the grass and went under the tree.
The surprise on Lao Wang's face immediately froze.
There was a look of shock in his eyes.
He looked at Root's back in shock.
A leopard corpse two meters long and covered in blood was lying on its root.
A black fur folded in pairs and covered with white spots is being randomly tucked under the armpit.
"Take it. Handing the black fur to the naphtha, one threw the leopard corpse on his back into the pot.
Seeing the complete leopard corpse in the pot, he quickly stretched out his hand, but Lao Wang, who didn't have time to stop it, asked in a panic: "Hey!!
"It's already crushed, how can you cut it?"
Yougen looked at Lao Wang quietly, with a smile in his eyes.
Hearing this, Lao Wang's eyes widened and he looked into the pot.
He saw the undulating scraps of meat in the soup in the pot.
The scraps of meat are mixed with broken bones.
The clear soup with wild vegetables boiling in the pot gradually became a thin paste.
Lao Wang, who witnessed the whole process, was already shocked like broth in a pot.
It gradually became a slimmy.
After boiling for more than half an hour, an old woman who asked the salt to take care of it poured some salt into the pot.
After cooking for more than ten minutes, the crowd began to eat their first meal of the day.
And the only meal.
And just when Yougen began to suck the broth and use it to feed his stomach.
Not far from the low tree beside Yougen, the people of the county, who had been running for a day, were resting in place.
Most of the county residents were huddled in straw mats.
Many of the people of the county choose areas close to water sources when they sleep.
Therefore, the banks of a stream in the wilderness became the first place for the people of the county who were in a hurry to flee and camped.
The water in the stream is clear.
The current is rapid.
There are many whirlpools on the surface of the river.
The turbulent water kept spinning in the whirlpool, converging and spreading out.
On the banks of the river, the subtle and clear sound of water reverberates.
When the townspeople lying on the banks of the river endured the emptiness and constriction of their stomachs, and fell asleep to the sound of water.
When the snoring starts to flood along the riverside.
The sound of water in the stream gradually became quieter.
The rushing water in the stream gradually stopped.
The whole river stopped.
The quiet waters of the river became muddy and bloody.
The people on the riverside did not notice.
So, a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the river.
The flowing water in the vortex is fast and fast.
But there was not the slightest sound of water.
In the center of the silent vortex, a tongue sticks out.
The tongue is as colourful as blood and as thin as hemp rope.
Up to several meters.
The tongue reached out to the river, to the shore.
Stretched out to a man lying on the shore.
Reached out to a man.
The man curled up on the straw mat with his eyes closed, sleeping soundly.
The tongue slid over the man's bushy black hair, through the man's tangled beard, and around the man's neck.
The man's neck is dirty.
It was stained with dust accumulated along the way, sweat stains that had not been washed in seven days, and many parts of it were obscured by a messy and dense beard.
But under the dusty and sweat-stained skin, there are also blue and red blood vessels.
There is blood in the veins.
Blood is flowing.
So, the veins fluttered slightly.
The tremor was transmitted to the tongue that circled the man's neck and to the coating of the long tongue.
So, the tongue wrapped around the man's neck.
The man woke up, and he wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
He stretched out his hands to untie the shackles around his neck.
But he found that he couldn't untie it.
So, the man who straightened his body began to struggle desperately.
Then, wrap your tongue around the man's neck and quickly tighten it.
The man's eyes widened, and his bloodshot eyes were almost squeezed out of their sockets.
In the end, the man with his eyes staring was strangled to death by his long tongue.
Then, the long tongue slowly returned to the stream.
The man's corpse was silently pulled into the stream with the flesh tongue.
Pulled into the vortex.
In the swirling water, at the end of the slender fleshy tongue, on the blood-red face covered with black stripes, between the abrupt lips, in the cracks that were dissolved, there were seventy-two fangs.
The tip of the jet-black tines is scattered with a metallic sheen.
The people of the county who fled were numerous, scattered across the wilderness.
It is difficult to attract the attention of irrelevant people if there are a few fewer people.
But for the demon clan who has already opened their spiritual wisdom and is about to cultivate their human form.
Eating a living person can withstand decades of penance.
After practicing for thousands of years, the spirit of turning into a human is about to turn into a human being, tearing the male corpse into the water with his fangs in the stream, chewing the flesh and blood that enters his mouth.
Its heart was flooded with joy.
His face was filled with ecstasy.
He chewed very carefully.
After chewing the male corpse carefully, it flexibly used its tongue to stick out of the water again.
Five times in a row, dragging five corpses, the red and muddy river water became clear again.
In the clear water, you can clearly see the riverbed underneath.
On the riverbed, there is only gravel and fine sand.
Outside the east gate of Caoyun County, at the top of the tower fort, under the flag depicting the pattern of fishing nets, in a small attic.
In front of the open stone window, Pember stuck his head out of the stone edge and looked up at the night sky.
Look up at the intricate star map in the night sky, and look up at the bright moon surrounded by stars.
Pember opened his mouth and let out a long sigh.
Then bowing his head, Pember looked under the bright moon.
Moved into the wilderness.
Moved to the barracks in the wilderness.
Pember turned and looked behind him, at the herald who was kneeling at the square table, kneeling at the mouth of the stone staircase, with the order flag on his back.
"How's the Lord doing?"
"Commander of the army, the lord led 4,000 soldiers last night to successfully surprise the enemy's left battalion, killing several times the number of soldiers of our army. ”
"Oh, what about the two thousand five hundred soldiers we still have? Where did they go?
Hearing this, the herald's face showed a touch of sadness, and he said in a somewhat choked tone: "
Last night, 2,500 brothers attacked the right camp of the enemy...... I didn't get out of it. ”
"Huh. Hearing this, Peng Bo's face showed a wry smile and said, "You just said that a few came back." ”
The herald's face suddenly turned red, he lowered his head, and after a long time, he whispered: "
Not a single one. ”
"And so it was. Turning around, Peng Bo once again stuck his head out of the window, looked at the camp tent in the suburbs with lonely eyes, and said: "The master who can force the master to break his wrist, this Chen Fu has some ability." ”
"Military advisor, the lord said that Tabao can be guarded, but if it can't be guarded, it can be returned to Caoyun County. ”
"How is the Lord now, and where is he?"
"I would like to tell you that after the Great War yesterday, the Lord and his brothers were making a detour to the east. ”
"The Lord still has no dead heart!" Raising his head, Peng Bo looked at the sky again, looked at the moon in the sky, sighed gloomily, and said: "Alas, okay, give you a horse, you go and catch up with the Lord, after catching up, tell the Lord that Peng Yong is here, and the Tower Fort is there." ”
"Strategist!" the herald looked up, a look of astonishment on his face.